Growing Pains Chp 3: Maybe She's Born With ItGrowing Pains Chp 3: Maybe She's Born With It2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In under the month the lab started to look less like a lab and more like a hospital room as Danielle’s development continued at an exponentially quickening pace. At three weeks she was near the final few days of gestation, causing both overwhelming excitement and anxiety. There was a strange pause in the development, which J.A.R.V.I.S. had confirmed to be a neo-natal stabilization of sorts triggered by the body's instincts in preparation for entering the world. At six months this stabilization appeared to have finalized. Steve had inspected every inch of the manor at least four times to ensure the entire area was baby-proofed. Tony was constantly running test after test to make sure that the rapid growth didn’t cause any health problems in the baby as Steve feared. Both were running on a combined total of about seven hours of sleep each night. Bruce did what he could to monitor the lab when Tony was sleep-deprived, Pepper had finished putting the nursery togethe
Growing Pains Chp 4: Kids and Their QuestionsGrowing Pains Chp 4: Kids and Their Questions2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It took six years but Natasha won her forty dollars from Bruce. No threat as great as the Chitauri invasion had surfaced but there were still threats worthy of the Avengers’ attention, and when they made their presence known Pepper usually babysat. But on the evening of this particular mission she was sick at home with a terrible cold, forcing Danielle to be left in S.H.I.E.L.D.’s care while her family went to work. Nervous about having the ‘super baby’ in the headquarters, Nick felt obligated to keep a constant eye on her. To make matters worse she took after Steve almost exclusively in looks; her personality on the other hand bore a semblance to Tony's (at least in the sense that she annoyed Nick from time to time, more so than most).
“Mr. Nick, why do you have a helicarrier and not a big ship?” she asked curiously, sitting at the desk in his office as she colored on the back of paperwork the council sent him that he was actively ignoring, kicking